There are so many broken people in this world.
They've just learnt to melt into the background–
would you walk around with huge, bloody targets all over your body?
You just need to know where to look
like coaxing out a cat that's never felt human love.
Oh, but of course you don't want to look–
There are so many people like you
who think unhappiness is a contagious disease.
You have no right
to complain about the world's unfair treatment towards you.
You don't even know half of it.
YOU ARE READING
Random Drabbles and Stuff
De TodoThese are, as the tile says - random drabbles and stuff I feel like writing, epiphanies, adumbrations. Yeah... Just thought I'd like to share some. Who knows.
